Another Day Off

I'm quite the slacker.  I actually get a day off for voting.  Because I did it early, I had to pick a day before the end of the month.  I know Boo Hoo me.  A day off.  I'm fine with it.  I will regret it on Tuesday because I'm stuck on a few things, behind on other things and I know the lurker will interfere.  I just know it.  I'm in a leave me alone moment if that happens.  I'm tired of being bullied in a "demure" way.  

I walked the hill today and will tomrrow.  I'm kind of looking forward to doing Weight Watchers at the beginning of the year.  I need that kick.  If I can just get started and get my momentum going. I think I might be able to get some kettlebells with this new lifestyle fund.  I'm anxious to see.

I'm anxious for the credit card rehab to start.  I want to see that number go down and down each month.  Yeah, still feeling ashamed but in a few months, I might start feeling a little bit better.  Hopefully there's no more semis chasing me.  Ugh.

My mom made me email my cousin after I told her about the polls and what was said on MSNBC this morning.  Some of the pollsters are right leaning are kind of being accused of fudging the numbers.  I had to wonder.  I'm still nervous.  I thought nobody is thinking about the mail in ballots.  My cousin doesn't vote and when I asked, I think I irritated my mom.  I know my cousin just won't go.  I hear the excuses and well, I'm thinking that's not ok.  Get an absentee ballot.

No, I don't want to watch the news all day or think about it tomorrow.  I want to catch up on some housewives garbage.  Because you know, America is a garbage can.  Nazi party going on tonight.  Bunch of disgusting people.  

Have a good night, good humans.  

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